unprecedented?
nothing’s new under the sun
we’ve been here before.
“What a time,” is what people have said to me the most. Or, some variation on, ‘these are just such crazy days,’ with a rather helpless gesticulation. We all know what we mean – the tired phrase of “unprecedented times” has simply been turned inside out and had its seams ripped so it’s bigger, and usable by more people. We are still in a trackless waste with no idea of which direction to strike out for a horizon. We are still free-falling from thousands of feet into space, spinning and disorientated with nothing to grasp for safety. The only good news, as the saying goes, is that there is no ground.
Is it possible to feel safe when we’re not in control? And… have we ever really controlled anything?
I am waiting for this thought to feel like comfort.
the upside-down flag
a visible inversion
of all normalcy
Earth’s S.O.S. colors fly:
Can we be saved from ourselves?
